• Musings

    We Can Make A Choice

    So it was only a few hours ago that I was talking about being a dependent personality and suffering from self-victimization behavior. I was reading the post just now and realized how so many women around me are partly indulging in this behavior and becoming something they are not. I won’t suggest that I have never done this. I have for sure. I have also become clingy, possessive and jealous for a short moment in time before I shrugged it all off and asked everyone to f*** off so I can focus on my goals. Is it inherent in us, as women, to feel like a victim? Has it been…

  • Musings

    Come On, Woman!

    Talking about self victimization today and realizing how all of my examples (or my real life experiences with such victimization) are connected only with women. Yes, i mean women and women alone. There is not a single instance I can recall at the moment where a man played the role of a victim. The reasons could be many. Firstly, men rarely if ever are so emotional if they talk and secondly, it could be unmanly to be the victim. So I am not assuming directly that being a victim is a womanly thing to do. However, it is quite possible that the roots of such victimization are deep in our…

  • PCOS

    Periods, Mothafu****

    So what is the biggest, biggest problem with PCOS? Periods. Yeah! Aunt Flo is always angry when you have PCOS. For some women, she is hyperactive and for the rest… she prefers not to visit them often. Who am I? I used to be the one who was visited by her for 3 days in a 28 day cycle. She did not bother me a bit and went as easily as she came. Everything was cool. Now, we have developed a love-hate relationship. She visits less often and makes sure that she gives me some real painful and irritating time all the while. So without going into further details, let…

  • Musings

    A 1000 Times More Beautiful

    It happened very long ago and I suddenly remembered the incident that was buried in my heart for all these years. I was not intending to remember it but my heart is not too good at building a dam on hurtful things that I have heard till date. Keeping it buried for too long would have hurt me more so this needs to come out. So a very long time ago, I knew this guy. I would not go into the details of how I know him and why he said what he said but whatever he suggested confused me. It hurt me for sure but it confused me more.…

  • PCOS

    PCOS Hair Loss- Eliminating Loss

    There is no doubt that PCOS makes your hair become frizzy and more prone to breaking. A lot of women simply start losing all their hair. Everytime they comb their hair, they find hundreds of innocent strands that were uprooted from the scalp without much ado. I have faced the same problem. While the hair is growing gracefully and not showing a sign of lack of strength, it is the hair on your scalp that faces one issue after the other. When you have an enviable mane, it feels quite inadequate to find that you are left with merely a third of what you used to have a year ago.…

  • PCOS

    From 96 to 82- A PCOS Weight Loss Story

    There is probably nothing that can make a woman so miserable in the society than being called ‘fat and ugly’. Of course, they would not dare to call this to my face, but they would certainly speak this behind my back. It looks like nothing I have done, achieved and won makes any sense unless I am slim. Why? I do not understand. I never intended to lose weight. I have always been the chubbiest in my circle. Short and chubby… yeah! That is how you define me. They wanted me to do what they wanted- drink green tea thrice a day, exercise in the gym for hours and look…

  • Verse

    She Is Like A Painting

    She is like a painting I cannot help but look at her Our eyes met for a minute I experienced the joy I could never find Then she turned away as if It was another awkward eye contact With another stranger She is like a painting I like her hair Ebony black hair with beautiful Natural streaks of hazelnut brown Lightly curled at the ends like ringlets of fire Flowing with the wind That does not make her uncomfortable She enjoys her hair massaging her full cheeks Those red apples with a permanent blush She is like a painting Her forehead is broad and Her eyebrows are thick and strong…

  • Verse

    He Is Like A Movie

    He is like a movie His eyes never seem to rest And his brain is always lost somewhere He shows something else He has become something different And the meaning that his eyes define Is better than any other movie I have seen. Just how many times do you meet Men with beautiful eyes And cupid’s bow lips His face is too innocent For a profession he has chosen for himself But his eyes speak of who he is An alpha male looking for the next hunt.   His forehead is broad, Not high, but broad His hair is silky smooth and straight Hair as black as the night With…

  • Life Makeover

    How To Ruin Your Resume/CV?

    I have been scanning through a lot of resumes and CVs lately. There is a lot of talent to be acquired by my firm and given the fact that I am an acute micro-manager, you can believe that I am reading all your resumes very carefully. I have received resumes from different types of job hunters, right from freshers to people with 15 years of experience. They have all made a few common mistakes. I would now be sharing the most irritating, annoying and laughable mistakes that one makes in a CV/resume. I would not pretend to be a know-it-all. My first resume was as bad as a fresher’s resume…

  • Life Makeover,  Musings

    Making An Entire Generation Feel Inadequate

    Even if you are a couple of years younger to me, I don’t think we belong to the same generation. We are so different. There is hardly anything common between us. It is like looking at an entirely new generation of kids. We 90s kids are still recovering from the phase of extreme technological developments. We are the last generation that actually played out in the dirt without wondering about germs and which hand-wash to use. We are the last generation that was not bombarded with the most emotionally charged advertising messages when we were 5 or 8 years old. Yes, advertisement existed then too but how easily we would…